Original subtitles

-God have mercy. Lord, have mercy.

O Lord, have mercy, holy Mother of God.

Pray for me. Saints Michael, Raphael, Gabriel,

Pray for God's servant Simeon.

(door shakes) -Father Simeon!

-I can't live, Lord... - Open the door!

Open the door!

Open the door! Do you hear that?! -Father Simeon, open the door!

-It's too late, brothers. God has called me. Go away!

Pray for me! For the Father, His son... Lord,

I'm not comfortable in this mortal world. Grant me Thy heavenly kingdom,

grant me eternal life. Thy Holy One descend from heaven to earth.

Lord, absolve me of my sins. Lord!

Oh, my God...

-Well, let's find the first aid kit. Okay. -Marin.

-Yes.

Bandages. He's got a leg there, right? -Marin.

-And the water in the river is dirty. Right. -Marin.

Marin, don't. -That's it. I got it.

-Marin. -Got it.

-Marin, wait! -You got it. -Marin, stop.

Do you hear that? -Yes.

Len!!!

Lyon!!! We'll be right down for you, Lyon!

Wait!!!

We're going down, aren't we?

We're going down, aren't we?

-He was unhitching the cars... Didn't have time...

-Dad, is Uncle Lyon dead or not?

-Uncle Lyon is a hero.

He died to save us all.

-How was Alexander Matrosov?

-Hans, check the frequencies.

I thought you said Kemi was empty.

-It's never empty for long. -I see...

Looks clear. -Good.

There's a bridge five kilometers away. Let's try to get to the other side of it.

-What do we do with these?

-We'll take them with us. -Silence.

-Gather the civilian stuff in the carriage. -Civilian? What for?

-They'll come in handy. -I do.

-Let's go to the footbridge. -Got it.

-He was a brave man, God rest his soul.

We're out of here.

I suggest you... come with us.

You don't know who else is wandering around here, and you got women, kids.

It's not worth the risk.

-If not?

I would, if I were you, say yes.

-Get the machine back.

-You have five minutes.

-We don't have to go with them.

It's dangerous.

That's an order, not a suggestion...

Let's go.

-Marisha.

-I'm not going anywhere... I'm not going anywhere...

-Marish, you can't stay here, you have to keep going.

Please get up. Marin.

-Let's go.

-Polin.

-All aside. -Sideways.

-Faster to the side. -Sideways, sideways.

-Here we go. Get the fuck down. (Irina) -Come here.

(Nastya) -I don't know such birds.

-We're already far away from Oira. Maybe it's some other birds?

-Oh!

(gunshots)

(Sergey) -Follow me, quickly!!! Follow me! (Zhenya) -Get along, let's go!

Come on, come on! -Hurry up!

-For the caviar!

-Let's go! -Hold it!

-Come on, come on, come on! Come on, come on, let's go!

-Ira!

The door! The door! (Sergey) -Here!

-Hurry, hurry, hurry! -Come on, come on. -Come on!

-Got it! -Beso, you got your back.

-Yeah. -Let's go.

-Come on! -Go on, hurry up.

-Give me the machine! -Take me away, please!

-Don't be stupid, give me the machine! -Get away from me! Get away from me!

-Give me the machine gun! -Get away from me!

(Pauline yells.) -Stop! (women screaming)

(Sergey) -Tosha, where are you going? (Irina) -Anton, Tosha!!!

-Hurry up to the shelter! (Sergey) -Fast, here, come on!

Come on, hurry up!

-Anton, Tosha, Tosha! -To take cover! -Daddy!

(Zhenya) -Prekroy! (Zhenya) -Serge, where to, back!!!

-Hurry up!!! -Tosha, here, come on.

Come on, sweetie. -Sergei! -Hurry up!

-Hurry up, come on! Sergei!!! -Hurry, uncle, hurry!

-Careful, careful! -Come on, come on, come on, come on! -Hurry, come on!

-Hurry!

-Junior.

-Everybody all right?! (Pauline groans)

(Irina) -What was that? What do they want? -Maybe they're yours, huh? Yours?!

-I had nothing to do with it.

-Palych! Palych, come in. I'm Old, can you hear me?

We're in the hangar. Do you understand me, Palych?

-Now I'll close the wound. I'll bandage it later.

-Yeah. -Yeah.

-It's a trap. They lured us here on purpose.

-Now, now, now, now. -Palych, come in.

Palych, how do you hear? I'm Old! Palych!

We're in the hangar. Palych, do you read me? I'm Old, we're in the hangar!

(Zhenya) -Cautiously. -Palych, come in!

Two machine guns, a pistol, grenades and two horns.

I got a machine gun and two pistols.

They want to smoke me.

Let's go!

-The bullet's in the barrel! Hold it!

Ha.

-You pull it out, I open it. -Yeah.

-You go first, you cover. Misha, you got the girls and the Chinaman on you,

Do you hear? -Good! -Take care of the Chinaman, okay?!

-Yes! -I'm shorting out.

-On the count of three. One... -Hide behind me.

-...two, three.

-What's up?

-Stand back! -What's wrong?

Come on.

-Come on, come on, come on!

-Shit. -Stop! -It's on the hinges, no jamb.

(Sergei) -Yeah. Here you go. -Let's lift it off the hinges from underneath, it'll fall down.

-Come on!

Done!

-Take cover with your head, take cover with your head!

(Irina)-Marin, cover yourself!

(Sergey) -Lift it up. That's it.

-That's it, I got it!

-That's it, come on.

-Yes! -Come on!

(Sergey) Tosha!

-Anton!

-Lie down! Stay down!

-How's it going?

-Tosha.

Tosha.

Anton. Anton!

-Mom, I'm here.

(whispering) -Shh. Shh, they'll hear you. -Who?

-Antosh, I'll be right there. Ira. Everybody alive?

(Pauline)-Shit. (Misha)-There's one of them.

-We have to cut. -А? -We should cut.

-Look, I had a knife in my shoe. -That's right.

-What's in there? -Nothing.

-Damn it, it's gone. -Wait, hold on. Wait.

Now.

(voices)

-Silence, silence.

Lie down.

-Try me, try me yourself. -Try me.

-Lay down! Face down on the floor, on the floor!

(Irina) -What do you want?! -Fall on the floor. Call the crab, quick.

(Sergei) -Guys, at least untie the kids. -Shut your mouth there.

What are you looking at? Stay still!

-Well, you guys are awake, huh?

Fly, get up! -Fly, that's it.

Yesterday.

-What's up, I don't get it? Go get it.

Let us go, boys. You already took everything from us.

We ain't got nothing else.

Yeah we know we don't have anything.

How are we gonna get you, huh. We got you all by ourselves with bobbins.

-Fluff.

-What?

There's no such word as "spool."

It's called a sling. (Pauline) -Misha, fuck.

-Are you the smartest or what, huh?

-Stay away! Don't touch him, bitch! Stay away from him, you hear me, stay away from him!

-Silence! -Don't touch him!

Let go! -Hey, leave him alone!

-Shut up! -Don't touch him!!!

Let go!

-What are you twitching about?

You know why my nickname is Crab?

-No.

-Give me the crab.

-Don't, Mish. Don't, please.

-What's up? Don't be a pussy.

-No.

-Do you listen to the chick, huh?

Come on, come on, don't be a pussy.

(Misha groans.) -Let him go. Let him go!!!

Let go!!!

You bastard!

Mish. -Now you get it, huh?

-Misha. -I broke three people's necks with these hands.

(Pauline) -Bitch.

Don't touch me.

Fuck you!

-Crab. He's alive, I think!

-Tie his legs together.

(Misha screams)

(prisoner speaking indistinctly)

-Stay still, bitch.

-Boys, Crab.

-Listen...

-He's a tough motherfucker, huh.

-Please let go...

-You. Go ahead, finish him off.

Go ahead.

-Pa... papa... Don't.

Please...

(mumbles indistinctly)

You guys, don't...

-Shut up! -Please...

Please... Please...

By... by... What are you doing? -Come on!

What are you pissing for?

-I can't.

-And as a stepfather... stabbing, you could do that, right?

Can't slice a piece of meat like that? Yes?

-He used to beat my mom.

-And you pretend it was the stepfather.

Go ahead.

-Don't...

-File, come on!

-Cut him!

Pussycat, my ass.

Anybody bolder, maybe?

No?

When the fuck are you all gonna grow up, huh?

If we don't find food, we're all gonna die.

We're gonna die.

Cut it up. We'll get another one. Let's go.

-Crab!

-What, how?

-It's okay.

(Nastia crying)

-Shh, shh, shh. We don't touch the children.

-What's your name?

-Crab. Need I remind you? -No, I remember. And the name?

You got a real name? -Horny?

Thought I didn't know your kind, huh?

I'll tell you, "Vasya," and you'll tell me,

that I had a son named Vasya, and you're gonna start rubbing it in my face.

And I ain't no son of a bitch.

-Halt! -You let go of the crab! I'm gonna shoot!

-What... what are you doing? Are you out of your mind? Calm down!

-Shoot it, Us! (Irina) -Guys, don't.

Come with us, we can help you.

(Crab)-Where?

-To a safe place. -There aren't any more places like that.

Hey, kill me, huh? Kill me.

More meat for the boys, we're all meat.

-Yes, it's true!

There's a Solovetsky monastery nearby, on an island.

It's nice there, it's... There's food there, there's everything!

Let's go! -How do you know? -I know.

Please don't kill anyone. You're not meat, we're not meat.

-What are you fools doing, huh?

Go ahead, shoot them, they won't let you live anyway!

Come on! -Boys, let us go.

-Silence, boy, put the gun down.

(one of the women screams)

(Irina) -Don't!!!

-Don't kill me, I'm with you.

(Sergey) -Ira! -Marin, come on!

(static on the radio)

(radio) -The counterattack is being prepared, hurry to the Barn!

-The Barn, the Barn... It's around here somewhere.

-It's a real mess out there.

What's the plan, Comrade General?

-We should go by sea, somewhere in Norway.

-Baby, what did he say? "The light will show the way."

- "Let the light show the way to salvation."

I wonder what that means.

-Rest. You can wash your face, get well.

-Sergue, stay with the rest of us. I'm going to the lighthouse, if you need anything, give me a shout.

-Loparev, foreman, get yourselves cleaned up, (both) -Yes.

-Lopa'ryov is in charge.

-Look, Lyokh.

Mope.

As promised.

-Listen, machinist, I have a business proposition for you.

Come with us to Norway.

-I know who you are.

-I'm a general in the Russian army.

Maybe the last general. Who knows...

-And how many Russian people have you, a Russian general, slaughtered in sanitary zones?

-Sounds like you didn't do enough to stop the disease.

We do the best we can in a situation that no one was prepared for.

There was no such contagion and mortality even in the plague.

-You want to be honest, General?

You fucked up, then.

No one can tell you that.

-Well, sometimes that's the only way to win.

You still have time. Think about it.

-Where did all the adults go from the colony?

-The Werthugs left right away, ditched us. (Anton) -Why didn't you leave?

-I got nowhere to go. I got three little sisters and one mom.

if they're even still alive

-How did you even survive? -First we shared the food amongst yourselves,

and then we ate everything that moved, and then we ate everything that moved:

cats, dogs, rats. (Irina) -That's terrible...

(Palych) -Starshin! -Я. -To get firewood.

-Yes. -We'll signal in the lighthouse.

(Anton) -Where's the Solovki? -You see the horizon there,

Where the sky meets the sea? And over there, on the right, there's a thin, dark

The stripe, see? That's what Solovki is.

-Are they really coming?

-Absolutely. They'll definitely come,

Where will they go?

Remember those waves on the Black Sea in Gelendzhik? Like lambs.

All right, stay on watch, young man. If you see anything, holler.

Aye, aye, captain.

-You what? How much longer do we have to wait

for this imaginary boat that never comes?

-Don't say that. -Why?

Why do we even think there's anybody out there?

That they don't have a virus, that they're taking someone in?

-Because we have to believe in something, otherwise we won't survive.

I'm tired of surviving, Sergei.

Maybe we should all just die like dinosaurs,

to make the world a cleaner place...

Why do you need us? It would be easier without us.

-Look, lights! (Sergey) -Where?

-There! -Well, I told you, where will they go?

Hey! Hey, we're here! -Hey!

-Weapons in the bag. Untie the Chinaman.

-Let's not make jokes. You got it?

-Who are you?

-We're pilgrims. We're going to Solovki, to Father Simeon.

-That's the signal we gave you from the lighthouse!

-The word.

-What? -The Word!

-What word?

We were on the train from St. Petersburg and it went off the rails. All this time we were walking...

-The word.

Leaving. -Wait!

Help us, we... We've been walking for a long time, we're tired.

We don't know.

-God Almighty.

-O Lord God the Great, O King without end,

Send your Archangel Michael to the aid of your servants!

Protect us, Archangel, from enemies visible and invisible.

-Boat.

Different you are.

One at a time.

(Irina)-Come on, Tosh. -Tuck, there's not much room on the deck.

Women and the younger ones, in the hold.

Don't worry, it's safer there. -Give me your hand.

It's okay, it's okay. Don't be afraid.

Come on. Careful.

-You can put your stuff in the hold, too. -Thank you, Father, we feel safer that way.

-Marin, you hear me? -Sit down here. -I don't want...

-It's just cold in there, and there's room in here. Sit down.

-I don't want anything anymore. -Marin.

Don't say that.

-What should I do?

My baby died.

Lyonya...

I don't want to go anywhere...

I want to go to them.

I have no one left here...

-You've got me left.

You've got me.

-And me, Maureen.

-And us.

-There are so many people trying to get to you, and you didn't check us out.

You're really not afraid of the virus? -We're protected.

-Protected by who? God?

-The virus got to us... ...and it killed a lot of brothers.

Until it came.

-Who?

-Savior.

-Sickness?

-It's okay. -It's better not to stand like that.

-It's okay. -It's better not to stand like that.

You have to look at the horizon with an absent-minded gaze.

It's not your fault.

-Listen... what did you even want in life, huh?

-What do you mean? -Well, what did you want to do?

Have you heard of Ilon Musk?

-Sportsman?

-Visionalist. He's an inventor. He... he wanted to explore space.

Anyway... I wanted to be like him.

Over there. To another planet.

What about you? -Rimbaud wanted to be.

-You did.

-And Pauline?

-I don't know.

I didn't ask her.

-So ask her.

-Please.

-Say.

Take care of her.

Well, go.

go!

-Lopar. -М?

-Do you think they have beer there at the monastery?

-Fuck knows. But the monks brew. Beer, kvass.

I want a beer, I can't. And I wish I had a woman.

That'd be great and I wouldn't have to go anywhere.

-I like this widow. -Yeah? -Which one?

-Well, the dark one. She looks like my first one, also called Marinka.

She was a bitch, I still can't forget.

This one's no one's business now. -А.

-I'll go to her with flowers...

-...here we go, on holy ground.

-э. -Halt, halt! Sitting down.

You forgot our deal, didn't you? -Chinese, you're a long way off.

you can't swim away, okay? -Shh, shh.

-Mom, why are we stopping? Are we there yet?

-I don't know.

-What happened, Father? Broken?

-You can't come to us with guns. Either surrender to us or go overboard.

-I see.

I, Major General of the Russian Army, Pavel Degtyarev,

give my word as an officer that we will not use weapons. Unless absolutely necessary.

You can't go into a monastery with a gun.

-Halt!

Start the engine, father. Do as you're told.

-Bitch.

Get out of here!

-Tosha.

-Come on, honey.

Come on, come on, come on.

-Why'd you have to do that, machinist?

What do we do now?

From the looks of it, it's not going to end in peace.

-Drop the gun. -Don't take it personally, Father.

-Drop your guns, or we'll all go to ground here. -Do you forget? There are women, children.

-Drop your weapons!

-Old! General!!! Bitch!!!

(grenade explosion)

- Ira, what is it?! - Zhenya, Zhenya. Zhenya, do you hear?

Zhenya, Zhenya, breathe.

Breathe.

Please, can you hear me?

-Help!

Help me! Help... help!

He's got to get it out!

-Zhenya. Zhenya, look at me, do you hear me?

Breathe, please. Please breathe, do you hear me?

-Ira?